Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 70 Stop, you can’t attack there.

Author: Few words

Chapter 70 Stop, you can’t attack there.

Yes, everything you said is correct.

Wang Mo didn't want to refute anything, so he lowered his head and looked at Ye Lingling. In comparison, it was obvious that the junior high school girl was more popular.

Whoever you look at twice can neither be kissed nor hugged, but the junior sister is different.

It was approaching two o'clock in the afternoon.

Everyone returned to the big playground once again.

Thanks to the unremitting efforts of Yu Feng and others, the identity of the familiar and beautiful young woman in the lunch canteen was finally figured out.

One of the senior tutors of Shenfeng Academy and the heir of Dean Li Feiyu, Li Pianran.

A soul emperor level expert in his sixties.

After finding out his identity, several people immediately stopped daring to take random glances at him.

A being whose talent is hard to say, but whose strength is more powerful than their teacher Qin Ming, cannot be offended, not at all.

The knockout rounds in the afternoon will still be based on a lottery system.

However, after two rounds of screening in the morning, there were fewer and fewer people at the Great Spirit Master level, and the remaining contestants were basically those at the three-ring and four-ring level.

This also makes the next game going to be a little difficult.

The draw is over.

"What number did you draw? I am number nine, are there any people drawn together?" Wang Mo turned around and asked.

He will appear first in the second round.

"No, I'm thirty-seven." Yu Tianheng shook his head.

"My number is eighty-nine." Shi Mo looked down at the number plate in his hand.

Taking a breath of cold air, Oslo looked down at the number in his hand, and then looked at Yu Tianheng who was looking over.

"I'll do it, I drew number thirty-eight."

Although no one wants to draw one of their own and lead to killing each other, since they have already been drawn, there is nothing they can do about it.

Wang Mo patted his shoulder lightly. "Come on Xiao Ao, I'm optimistic about you and I'll defeat Yu Tianheng."

Seeing this, the two brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo next to him also patted his shoulders gently. "Come on, Xiao'ao, I'm optimistic about you. I'll defeat Yu Tianheng."

Yang Lin. "Come on, Xiao'ao, I'm optimistic about you and I'll defeat Yu Tianheng."

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Looking at everyone with a faint look, Yu Tianheng said nothing, but seemed to have said everything.

They are all classmates. They cheered for Oslo. There is no reason why they should not cheer for Yu Tianheng.

You can't favor one over the other.

Wang Mo immediately changed the direction. "Come on, Xiaotian, I'm optimistic about you and I'll overthrow Oslo."

Graphite Stone Mo. "Come on, Xiaotian, I'm optimistic about you and I'll overthrow Oslo."

Yang Lin. "Come on, Xiaotian, I'm optimistic about you and you can defeat Oslo."

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Looking with black lines on his head at a group of classmates who were watching the fun and not taking it too seriously, Oslo's mouth twitched. "Damn it, you guys are so unscrupulous, do you have any sympathy at all?"

Everyone knows what Yu Tianheng's strength is, and this is almost a sure win or lose outcome.

"Actually, we are trying to comfort you. I didn't expect you to not understand our good intentions." Wang Mo looked seriously injured.

"In this way, even if you lose in the end, you won't feel that you lost because of your lack of ability, but because we gave Senior Tian Heng a boost and affected your mentality."

Hearing this, Oslo's expression was slightly stunned.

It seems to make sense, but something doesn't feel right.

soon.

The first round of competition came to an end under the rising soul shields.

As the contestants from both the winning and losing sides left the field, the referee teacher began to call the contestants who needed to compete in the next round.

Opposite platform number one.

When Wang Mo came over, an opponent who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old and a whole head taller than him had already come to stand on the opposite side.

First, the referee teacher will register and record.

Then the soul guidance shield fell.

Game start.

"Wang Mo, a first-year student at Tiandou Academy, a martial soul named Tetanus Blade, a level 23 assault-type battle soul master, please give me your advice!"

While releasing his martial soul and soul ring, Wang Mo reported his level information.

"Qin Feng, a fifth-year student at Shenfeng Academy, a martial soul-splitting wind sword and a level 35 assault-type battle soul master, please give me your advice!"

Seeing the three soul rings, one white, one yellow, and one purple, rising from the opponent's body, Wang Mo took a breath of cold air and held the Wuhun Tetanus Blade tightly as if facing a formidable enemy.

Sure enough, good luck will not always be on his side.

The opponent in this match turned out to be a Soul Master-level player who was twelve levels higher than him!

Next, it will be a tough battle!

Thinking of this, Wang Mo was extremely cautious. With the first and second soul rings on his body fully opened, he rushed towards the opponent first.

Strike first, strike later and be controlled by others.

Facing an opponent whose soul power far exceeds his own, he cannot just stay where he is and wait for death.

The Tetanus Blade drew sparks on the platform beneath his feet.

Wang Mo's figure was like lightning, bringing out a series of afterimages.

Raising your hand is a super trick, cutting through the air and ice!

Ding~!

The two translucent swords met in mid-air and collided with a crisp sound of gold and iron.

Mars is shooting.

Blocking Wang Mo's attack casually, Qin Feng lowered his head and looked at the opponent in front of him, who was only as tall as his shoulders, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"That's all."

Use a gentle force on your wrist to force it back.

The first and third soul rings on his body shine brightly.

Powerful soul power fluctuations emerged, green winds swirled around Qin Feng's body, and several swords were slashed out in the distance.

Several green half-moon-shaped sword energy slashed towards Wang Mo.

The third soul ring skill, Wind Skill, can increase one's own wind attribute affinity by 30%, increase wind attribute skill attack power by 20%, and increase movement speed and attack speed by 30%.

The first soul ring skill is the wind-cutting sword energy, which continuously slashes several wind-attributed sword energy attacks forward. Each sword energy has 40% of its own attack power.

Very strong!

Even with all the speed boost from the first soul ring skill, Thunder, Wang Mo was still having a hard time dodging, and even his clothes were cut with several cuts by the opponent's sword energy.

Fortunately, despite the blessing of a thousand-year soul ring, the opponent's first soul ring is only a ten-year-old soul ring and is not too powerful.

After dodging the opponent's sword attack, Wang Mo carried the Tetanus Blade and launched another attack.

It was still an ordinary slash.

Seeing this, Qin Feng raised the corners of his mouth, and a hint of ridicule flashed on his face. The same attack didn't work the first time, and it didn't work the second time.

Before he could finish his thoughts, the Splitting Wind Sword in his hand had already blocked Qin Feng's chest once again. However, the blade that was originally slashing towards Qin Feng's chest suddenly turned sharply after he intercepted it and slashed towards the root of his thigh.

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stop!

You can't attack there!

The sarcastic smile suddenly disappeared, and Qin Feng's face turned pale with shock.

This is a test match, and of course, such a deadly place cannot be attacked.

Seeing that Qin Feng was in chaos for a moment, and swung his martial soul sword with all his strength to resist, Wang Mo raised his hand with his backhand and slashed his sword-holding right arm directly.

Pfft~

Blood emerges.

The tearing and bleeding effect of the Tetanus Blade, the electric shock effect of the first soul ring, and the neurotoxin effect of the second soul ring all acted on Qin Feng's body in an instant.

The opponent's cultivation level was higher than that of Wang Mo, and the electromagnetic stalemate could only last for a few breaths.

But enough is enough.

Facing Qin Feng, whose reaction to neurotoxins in his body has slowed down, just a few breaths can determine the outcome.

"That's all."

With the corner of his mouth raised slightly, Wang Mo directly placed the tetanus blade on Qin Feng's neck. "You lose."

(End of chapter)